Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 62 The Despicable Fool

"Damn it, this ghost world!"

Under the scorching sun, he lay in ambush outside the village, while looking in, Zhang Xianzhong was still cursing non-stop, and sprayed bloody saliva on the ground again.

This song Qingshu knew what the court eagle dog was. He borrowed a set of fast clothes and wore it on his body. He went out of the city for only twenty miles. Relief to the victims, on the contrary, they stepped up to collect money and food. Song Qingshu once saw some friends on many forums in the previous life complaining that Daming should not die, and Song Qingshu also followed suit.

But he really put himself in the place, squatting beside Zhang Xianzhong, he also had to follow along and swear.

"It's no wonder that the court of Husky Day is not dead!"

It's a pity that even if he hated the Ming Dynasty, he still had to rely on it at this time. If he didn't collect taxes, he wouldn't be able to get back this place. Zhang Xianzhong would lose his captor, and even Song Qingshu would be in trouble.Under Zhang Xianzhong's cover, I don't know how many little devils are jealous of his small shop!

So even if he knew that he was also an accomplice, Song Qingshu still had to go out of the city to force taxes!Be the court eagle dog.

Life is not easy for anyone these days!

Just when Song Qingshu was full of emotions, a girl's voice, which was slightly crisp but full of energy, sounded from the side.

"Why so slow? It's so hot!"

Wearing a set of arresting costumes, tightly wrapping her slim body, Xing Hongniang, who looks like a female spy of the military command, muttered impatiently.

It happened that Zhang Xianzhong was short of men, so Song Qingshu confidently brought in six members of the Xing family's class to make up for it. He walked through the back door so confidently that Zhang Xianzhong was very grateful, and there was no one else but him!Xing Hongniang, who couldn't stay idle, and a few maids also followed out of the city to join in the fun.

This Xing Hongniang is also true, Song Qingshu refused to let her come, she insisted on coming, but she still complained about the terrible weather when she came, didn't she ask for it?
But listening to her muttering, Liu Dazhuzi next to him hurriedly took off the kettle and handed it to her eagerly. It was so thirsty that smoke was coming from her throat. She reached out to take the skin bag. Who knew that at this time, another sweeter female voice also sounded.

"Brother drink water!"

Holding a water bottle, Caiwei obediently handed it to Song Qingshu's hand. Song Qingshu, who was equally irritable and full of anger, was like a flaming mountain meeting a plantain fan. Most of his anger disappeared immediately, and he gently patted Caiwei's little head. Only then did he hand the water bottle to his mouth, and after taking two sips, he immediately returned the water bottle, and even fed Caiwei a few sips of water with his own hands.

Seeing the concubine's love and concubine's appearance, Xing Hongniang's pretty and heroic face visibly twitched a few times, without thinking, she leaned over with the water bottle.

"Why?" Song Qingshu, who had just had a full drink, turned his head strangely, but Xing Hongniang, whose mouth twitched, simply stuffed the water bottle into his mouth.

"What are you talking about? Drink water!"

"No more, Gulu Gulu..."

Seductiveness is really a skill, Song Qingshu just rolled his eyes when he filled a cowhide bag with water, Xing Hongniang angrily threw the empty bag aside, the other end suffered tens of thousands of injuries in an instant, Liu Dazhuzi was also sad Hit your head against a tree.

"coming!"

Zhang Xianzhong's low growl made more than a dozen policemen hiding in the woods and all the temporary policemen feel refreshed for a while. Xing Hongniang turned around and took advantage of the opportunity. Song Qingshu spit a few saliva and turned his head to look over, but saw that the village in front had changed now. It became a disturbed hornet's nest, and Bai Wenxuan in front ran away desperately, turning his head and yelling sadly while running: "Ge Laozi, there is a kind of one-on-one!"

Fifty or sixty good men came out from behind, but they didn't pay attention to the provocation of this guy at all. Everyone was carrying sticks and dung forks, roaring furiously, chasing after him, and the momentum would not tear Bai Wenxuan into pieces. It doesn't seem to be perfect.

"Chase! Kill this pervert who stole underwear!"

"Brother Song, your aggressive method is really... amazing!" Looking at the small cloth strip that was still fluttering in the wind in Bai Wenxuan's hands, the corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhang Xianzhong came up with such an adjective. Describe Song Qingshu's method.

The same embarrassing smile, Song Qingshu also weakly arched his fists: "Concession! Concession!"

Even collecting taxes has become a war, a battle for survival!If the village can't be taken over, Zhang Xianzhong's reputation as a headhunter will have no place to save. In addition, he has just left the backstage. Maybe someone has handed over enough money. The magistrate Xu Bopi used this excuse to tear him down, so Zhang Xianzhong is Can't afford to lose.

But also, at this time, the green and the yellow are not received, and the last bit of money and food will be peeled off by the government. How can the villagers live before the autumn harvest? rise!
Since it's a war, we have to intrigue and scheming!No matter how wicked Song Qingshu's ideas are, all the sturdy villagers in this unknown village were led out of the village by Bai Wenxuan. After running, the team split up. The old and weak ran at the end, but the front was a strong man The big man with a black beard who was as strong as a wild boar quickly ran with his arms open, breathing like a train, and roaring furiously while holding the hammer.

"Stop! Officer Dog, I'm going to crush your eggs!"

"Is this the person?" Seeing that the biceps on this guy's arms were so strong that they were about to catch up with the big Shandong mantou, Song Qingshu also turned around and asked with a guilty conscience. Mian Hu also showed apprehension, nodded and replied: "That's right, it's this person!"

"I'll leave everything to you, brother! Brothers, let's go! Whoever dares to retreat this time, I will cut his egg!"

Saying goodbye to Song Qingshu, he pulled out his knife suddenly, Zhang Xianzhong roared like a tiger, and with a huff, the yamen servants who had been ambushing for a long time by the side of the road rushed into the team of panting villagers running on the road like wolves with fire sticks. , the big stick wheel was like raindrops, knocking over a dozen people immediately.

Hearing the screams from behind, the big man with the hammer who was still chasing after him also stopped in shock and turned around, but at this time, Bai Wenxuan who was running in front shook the strip of cloth in a coquettish way, unexpectedly He even patted his butt, and behind his head, it seemed that the old patriarch of this big clan also yelled angrily.

"Tie Hammer, hurry up, we can handle this official dog!"

After the patriarch had spoken, the burly man lost all fear, and immediately followed him up, screaming and rushing up.Whoops, Bai Wenxuan, who was so heroic just now, ran away again. I really don't know where the hero of the Jinyiwei who he said was fighting this fierce man for [-] rounds with a single hand. The escape is very smooth.

In the sun-baked grove, Song Qingshu, Xiaoluo and Xinghongniang chased after the big man's footsteps, and they also quickly chased after him.

This village is already close to the Qinling Mountains. Compared with the flat Guanzhong Great Basin, it is much more rugged here. There were no roads in the Ming Dynasty, and all the roads were staggering paths, running towards the east. The trees are getting denser and denser, and the creepy thing is that the bark is full of scratches, just like the walking dead in the American drama, and I encountered three or four corpses in a row, and some of them have only bones left. Some were only half-decomposed, and the strong stench attracted swarms of flies.

The scratches on the tree were left by the hungry people who stripped the bark to satisfy their hunger. The corpses were also the farmers who died of starvation. It was only more than 30 miles away from the former ancient capital of Qin and Han Dynasties. The famine was so frightening.

It was either going uphill or on a dirt road full of big pits. Bai Wenxuan ran for half an hour and was so tired that he was frothing. Smelling all over his body, he still insisted on pushing Bai Wenxuan, almost making him cry.

Seeing another big slope, panting like a dog, Bai Wenxuan scrambled, crawled and grabbed the tree roots and ran up again, but this time he was really unlucky, a tree root seemed to be quite strong, but how could he follow The stock market collapsed like it said, and with a bang, the person and the tree roots more than three meters long rolled down the hillside. The deadly enemy hugged the wheel in a very ambiguous posture.

This guy didn't know what he ate to grow up, and he weighed at least 200 kilograms. In the end, he was crushed to the bottom, and Bai Wenxuan rolled his eyes, and jumped up with a stride. Like thunder.

"Official dog, go to hell!"

Seeing that Bai Wenxuan's head was about to be smashed flat like an egg, but at this moment, there was a sudden thunderous bang on the mountainside, and the vicious man couldn't help but turn his head in astonishment. , the next second, a red bag was slammed head-on, and a large cloud of red mist exploded around the two of them.

All are finely ground chili noodles!He followed along by cutting corners, seeing that Bai Wenxuan's life was over, and Song Qingshu didn't care about hurting his own people. First, he fired the inaccurate firecracker into the air, and then threw away a bag of chili noodles.

This primitive tear gas bomb is really effective, even if the giant man's fighting power has caught up with several Bruce Lee, he was still choked up with snot and tears, coughed and retreated madly, and was blinded, the more he slapped his big palm, the more his tears flowed. more.

"Carrot, go!"

Taking advantage of this time, the little radish pounced like a husky, and took advantage of its height to sneak under the fierce man's crotch, dragging a large strand of rope in his hand, and it was so smooth, no wonder this guy Not tall.

The other end of the rope was in the hand of Xing Hongniang, who was originally a rope artist. In her hand, the hemp rope was like a living snake. She ran around the strong man five or six times, one round with the little carrot, and grabbed the rope. I don't know how a clever knot was tied at the two ends, and the two of them pulled hard, and the originally loose rope suddenly wrapped the murderer tightly like a big net, and it became tighter and tighter.

Even so, the brawny man was still standing and roaring furiously like a wild boar, and Song Qingshu completed the last blow. With a bang, a brain collapse hit the strong man's forehead, and immediately he did a somersault and landed on the ground. With a handsome clap, the strong man who completely lost his balance made a loud bang, and smashed into the ground. Dust everywhere.

I don't know if Xing Hongniang has the tendency of being a queen. She tied and wrapped the 200-pound giant man like a rice dumpling with a rope. The man's beard was pulled on both sides vigorously, and the big man who was in pain roared angrily and kept screaming.

"Despicable villain! If you have the ability to fight a certain family for three hundred rounds! A certain family will definitely crush all your eggs!"

"Despicable? Hmph." Pretentiously stroking his two and a half beards, Song Qingshu raised his head and laughed like a super villain, saying his famous sayings passed down to future generations.

"People don't mean to waste youth!"

At this time, Bai Wenxuan, who was choked by the chili noodles, can be regarded as recovering from the illness. He just stole it from the village. I don’t know which girl’s or daughter-in-law’s close-fitting floral cloth was rubbed with mountain stream water and swollen into two peaches. Eyes, it can be regarded as alleviating the peppery smell.While throwing the cloth to Song Qingshu to wipe his face, Bai Wenxuan pointed at the strong man's nose and horned horse with pride: "You son of a bitch! If you have a temper, come and chase me again! Give me a kick!"

The unlucky strong man kicked in the ground coughed for a long time, then raised his head in grief and anger, and continued to yell: "You two perverts, you even wiped your face with my seventh uncle's crotch cloth, how shameless you are!" , It's over, it's over, my seventh uncle's innocence!"

Listening to this guy's mournful cry, the complacent Bai Wenxuan and Song Qingshu who was wiping his face turned into petrified fools...

(End of this chapter)